Calculation rules for second-hand goods and second-hand forces

The days went on without salt or light.

When Yan Luoqing had already called the word Zhang Dong fluently, she gradually regained her strength.

No matter what changes happen in life, life still has to be lived.

In this season when the south is also so cold that the leaves are withering, the Chinese manufacturer that represents the product suddenly sent an invitation letter, asking the company's senior management to go to Hangzhou, Zhejiang for a meeting.

Yan Luoqing, as the company representative, bears the brunt of it.

Zhang Qingqiao also begged for nothing to follow, the reason being that he had never been to Hangzhou, and he happened to go to enjoy the beautiful scenery of heaven.

The two carried their luggage, watched the boarding time flashing by on the big screen at the airport, and discussed such boring topics as whether to add clothes after getting off the plane.

With 10 minutes left, Yan Luoqing went to the toilet, and within a few steps of coming out, she bumped into a shoulder with one of the group of people who were hanging around the door and making noise.

"Sorry, sorry." The other party was a scholar-like white-collar worker wearing glasses, and he smiled apologetically at Yan Luoqing, "I'm blocking you."

Yan Luoqing waved her hands generously.

Glasses squinted his eyes and looked at him, hesitated for a moment, and asked suspiciously: "Were you in Liu Gao No. [-] High School before?"

Yan Luoqing was startled, and looked back, but she didn't have much impression of the white and clean public face, "... from Class 9 of the 2th?"

Glasses laughed loudly: "No, I'm in class 99, and we were in the same class in the first year of high school. In the second year of high school, I was assigned to class 1 of liberal arts, and you, Gao Hanyue and Zhao Zuo went to class 7 of science, right? "After finishing speaking, I added generously, "I am Wei Cheng, the study committee member of the first year of high school, and I had a class meeting with you at that time. You kid actually forgot about me! I have heard it all the time for many years. Your rumors."

Rumor?

Yan Luoqing, who has no impression of this kind of classmate who has only been in the same class for a year, has always been a bit of a headache, but as a courtesy, Yan Luoqing smiled politely: "Oh, are you here to give someone away?"

"No, we just got off the plane and came to the provincial capital for business. I'm working in a magazine now. This is my business card. These are my colleagues." After handing over the business card, the glasses suddenly passed him, and he raised his middle finger behind him. "You're bloody blotchy, we thought you fell into the toilet." The two or three people who were with Wei Cheng laughed loudly.

Yan Luoqing turned sideways reflexively, followed his hand and looked at the person being scolded.

I saw the man walking unhurriedly from the stream of passers-by, stepped forward and reached out to take off Wei Cheng's glasses, causing the glasses to cry out in surprise, a dissolute smile appeared on the handsome face of the man, Dao: "The beautiful behavior of queuing in the toilet is called public morality."

The glasses reached out and snatched them back and put them on, "Mr. Qude can also speak public morality, hahaha. Look who this is?" Pointing to Yan Luoqing who was on the side.

The man turned his head slowly and met Yan Luoqing's gaze.

Yan Luoqing's mood at this moment has surpassed all kinds of mixed feelings. He doesn't know what his expression is now, his hands and feet are inexplicably cold, and he even holds his breath inexplicably.He would never have thought that he would meet this person in such a defenseless situation.

There was only a flash of surprise on the man's face, but it turned into contempt, and then he sneered, "Hey, isn't this classmate Yan? It's so narrow. I heard that you were kicked out by the Yan family?" The tone is relaxed and natural, exactly the same as when the two met at the beginning of last year.This expression transitioned naturally, without craftsmanship.This attitude was alienated and indifferent, as if he wasn't the one who had sex with Yan Luoqing a few months ago.

Yan Luoqing came back to her senses in an instant, turned her face towards Wei Cheng, and said sincerely, "Who is this?"

Wei Cheng hehe said: "This is Zhao Zuo, don't you recognize him?"

Yan Luoqing suddenly realized, and looked at the man again, with a smile in his eyes: "I said, it looks familiar. How many years haven't seen each other, classmate Zhao?"

Zhao Zuo cast a sideways glance at him, with a half-smile, "Brother Yan is such a noble man who forgets things too much, didn't we meet last year?" He said as if the last time they met was really last year.

"You mean the month you got married?" Yan Luoqing didn't know whether she wanted to test or was provoked, so she picked this thorn on purpose.

Zhao Zuo's originally lively face suddenly faded to pale, and he frowned and looked at him without saying a word, with an indescribable sullenness in his eyes.

Putting both hands in her trouser pockets, Yan Luoqing greeted his annoyance openly.

The four eyes met each other, like a hand-to-hand combat, and the lightning and flint seemed to burst out.

"Hey, little Zuo, don't you want to have dinner with Lao Chen and the others? There's a restaurant over there, you go there first." Seeing that something was wrong, Wei Cheng smoothed things over and sent Zhao Zuo and the others away. Only then did he apologize to Yan Luoqing in a low voice, "You also know that he is always straight to the point, but he speaks without meaning, so don't be as knowledgeable as him. I heard that you came out to start a business, and that's not bad."

Yan Luoqing smiled.

Wei Cheng nodded and explained: "Don't mention the matter of marriage in front of him in the future, you may not know about it...

Yan Luoqing also nodded, and said nonchalantly: "I know, he escaped marriage."

Wei Cheng was startled.

Yan Luoqing still kept smiling: "I'm also going straight without saying anything."

Sitting on the plane, Yan Luoqing couldn't help but feel uncomfortable thinking about the scene of the confrontation between the two just now.

Zhang Qingqiao ordered two glasses of red wine from the stewardess, and waved a glass in front of Yan Luoqing's eyes: "Boss Yan? You've returned to your soul. What are you thinking?"

Yan Luoqing took a sip of the wine and said, "I read a disgusting book a while ago, and I feel disgusted just thinking about it."

Zhang Qingqiao was very interested, "Oh, how disgusting is it?"

"There was an idiot who had a car accident immediately after dumping his fiancée before getting married, and lost his memory. The idiot who lost his memory became a homosexual and seduced a man. One day he regained his memory and dumped the man again. Then he He died of AIDS." Yan Luoqing said eloquently.

Zhang Qingqiao was delighted to hear it, "What's the name of this book?"

"A life of a fool." Yan Luoqing said the title of the book emphatically, and drank the rest of the wine in one gulp.